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Faroes, The Undiscovered Isles

Places tend to remind us of other places, and in some ways the Faroes are no different. Mountains with deep emerald cliff edges that could have been sculpted by the Viking god Thor’s serrated knife conjure Hawaii or French Polynesia. And the glacier-formed fjords and undulating tree-less hillsides of the Faroe Islands, invariably dotted with some of the 70,000 sheep that call these islands home, are reminiscent of New Zealand. But then you spot a red farmhouse perched impossibly alongside a deep gash in a mountainside or watch the clouds lift over an island with basalt peaks as fine as tufts of meringue, and you decide that this place occupies a landscape league of its own.